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'18

as kids we were told to
reach for the stars
dream as high as the sky
where rainbow resides
as vast as the blue sea
where greatness unveils

we were told to be happy
we were told to be crazy
we were told to dream insanely
we were told to design our own future

restless nights from the thrill
from the adrenaline
imagining what the future will bring
the tears of joy
and blasts of celebrations

where did it all go?
when did everything start to go wrong?
why is my adrenaline not pumping anymore?

fear
fear of disappointments
fear of time
fear of risks
fear of failing
fear of endless pit
reality

look just a little deeper
look just a little simpler
spark your sparks
be fear not
it's okay to dream big like you used to
it's okay to imagine like you used to
it's okay to be happy like you used to.

(inspired by The Greatest Showman)

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